33 Nkase Clans Chief (1/2)
”What do you mean?” The old man asked the young man in a confused manner.
”You will know soon.” Ochieng' answered apathetically and walked away.
This was Ochieng's intention in the first place. Killing Twiya's chief and his two guards would make things end faster. Even if Twiya clan's wise men were wise enough, getting the chief's murderer couldn't be easy. Of course they could use magicians to get him, but the magicians would realize their opponent was impregnable and the best they could do would be to fling revenge issues as far as they could. Who would want to invite trouble into their lives?
The chief had seen Ochieng's strength, but that was after he held back much of it. Therefore, the chief could not think that all his warriors were no match for Ochieng'. He would march them to Sankale's home and teach her helper a lesson. This way, if Twiya's chief and Nkase's did not skirmish, Ochieng' would destroy Twiya's chief without bringing trouble to Apeka and her mother. If there was trouble, he would escape with them.
After he left the old man's 'manyatta', Ochieng' went immediately to Sankale's. The two women were shaking violently from fear, especially Sankale. They knew things were not right the moment they heard the marching and vociferation of the warriors. Even after Ochieng' had come in, they were still much fearful.
After around five minutes, the trio heard heavy footsteps coming slowly towards their house. Sankale held her mouth and breathed heavily. Cold sweat flowed freely all over her face. Her heart was beating faster and louder. She was overly timorous. Apeleka wasmaking out quite nicely. Having followed Ochieng' for sometime, she almost feared nothing. The young man with them looked blase. He even started drowsing, mussitating things that only he could understand.
”That man who accompanied Apeleka and her mother come out if you really care for them.” The moment the footsteps stopped, a yowl was heard.
That sound was like a bucket of cold water poured on Sankale's face. She was on the verge of breaking just from trembling too much.
”Easy mother.” Apeleka laughed at her.
”It is not funny, daughter.” She retorted.
Ochieng' left the two to go confront those who were outside the 'manyatta'. He stretched lazily and yawned like he was woken from a very deep sleep the moment he stepped outside. In front of him were Lang tribe warriors being led by a sinewy fellow who was shrouded by a bloodcurdling air, his ever red eyes emitting a terrible killing intent. He was direful whichever way one looked at him. Only people like Ochieng' couldmaintain their lofty stature in front of him.
”It's him!” a rough and faint voice was heard exclaiming in the middle of these Lang tribe warriors.
Ochieng' craned to see who spoke only to see a figure held between two warriors. He recognized the figure to be one of the Twiya'schief guards. Immediately the commander heard the guard, he withdrew his sword from it's sheath and prepared to charge.
”Preposterous!”
A voice was heard from the gates of the Amonka small clan. Every warrior turned and behold was an elegant man clad in lion's skin. Behind him was a group of warriors who looked more or less the same as the ones that arrived in Amonka clan earlier. Beside the elegant man was a brawny who wore a somber face. He looked at everyone ferociously, it seemed he could just kill anyone who crossed his path without a second thought. His disposition was exactly the same as the Twiya clan commander. Without doubt he was Nkase's commander.
”How can you just infiltrate my clan like this? How did I offend you?” Nkase chief, Chief Tongedi asked the Twiya clan commander immediately he was before him. He had passed the group of warriors like it was not in his place to even cast a glance at them. He was definitely the refined man in lion's skin.